The Worst Smell

The Walk

"Yay!"

Rachel held up her arms as Holly put her hands under the girl's armpits. As she started to lift her off the ground, she found herself struggling much more than she had thought she would. "Jesus- Christ-" she grunted, pushing her feet against the ground. After two attempts, she finally managed to put the girl's abdomen across her left shoulder. This brought Rachel's butt to her own eye level, forcing her nose to nearly be in direct contact with the girl's diaper. Geez, the smell is even worse when it's this close... she thought. The padding pressed against her body, and she could feel the warmth even through her skirt. It sagged down considerably, nearly reaching Holly's crotch, while Rachel's feet dangled just to the top of her thighs. Ugh... Good thing home is only a couple minutes from here.

Holly took one trudging step after another, and as they moved, neighbors looked over in awe at the sight of them. Rachel glanced around nervously. I mean, most of them already know Rachel well enough, she thought, but even they must be shocked at how huge of a mess she's made. Each person's amazement, however, quickly turned to a sickened expression as they inhaled the horrific fumes. Even denizens who were on the other side of the street were forced to turn their heads or cover their faces as the odor penetrated their nostrils. Holly swiveled her head back and forth as they ran off, noticing once more that the plants around them didn't seem as green as they had been just a moment ago. All the while, Rachel hummed gleefully, seemingly unaware of the attention she was garnering.

"Well, I'm glad one of us is enjoying this at least," Rachel said. "Your stink alone is enough to nearly knock me out, not to mention how heavy you are now."

For some reason, Rachel found this hysterical and began giggling wildly, forcing Holly to crack a smile. She may be annoying, but she sure knows how to be a big ol' cutie.

Rachel's laughter was interrupted as the two heard a familiar sound. This time, however, it was loud. So loud that Holly stopped in her tracks. "Rachel. Please no."

Rachel suddenly had a worried expression on her face, realizing her sister was serious. "Uhh..."

"Rachel, we're almost home! Can you PLEASE just try to hold it? I don't know where all this poop is coming from but my legs are already killing me!"

"Ugh." Rachel placed an elbow on Holly's back and rested her face on her hand, a disgruntled look on her face.

Holly continued her awkward stride at a faster pace. Oh God, I gotta hurry now, she thought. Even when she tries to hold it, it's never long until-

Only twenty steps later, Holly felt Rachel's fingernails dig into her as another rumble escaped her belly, louder this time. It was so loud that even the birds resting on the electric wires above them flew away in fear.

"Ungh!"

"Rachel, come on! Our house is just around the corner! Can you please just give me a couple more minutes?"

"Nnngg... Trying..!"

As Holly at last rounded the corner, she found her salvation: The house! Thank God! She trudged the remaining distance, praying every step that Rachel would be able to stave off a third wave of mess which would inexplicably increase her weight. Holly's prayers seemed to be answered, and in just a few more seconds she found herself at the doorstep of her house.

"Nyugh!"

She tiredly lowered Rachel to her feet, the girl's load bouncing as her feet made impact with the concrete.

"...Well?" Holly said. "I thought you had to poop again."

Rachel shrugged, seeming just as confused as Holly.